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Anthony Bourdain once said about Chicago, “This one of the truly most awesome cities in the world…it’s like the greatest city in America.” Chicago will always be home. I grew up 15 minutes outside the city limits, went to undergrad there and lived in my first apartment there, overlooking the lake on the North Side. […]

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Sammon Says: Grow a Spine

Welcome to the FIRST EVER advice post on Sammon Says!!!! Thank you to “Spineless in Seattle” for writing! Here goes… Dear Kate/Sammon Says, I’ve always struggled with failure. And the fear of that failure has determined how I live much of my life. I’ve recently decided to make some changes – primarily by doing the whole “fake […]

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Sammon Says: What I (Kind of ) Know

I’m bad at a lot of things. When I consider all the things in the world one could be good at, I realize that I’m bad at most of them. Math? Bad Anything involving the words “systematic”, “analytic”, “linear”, or “logic”? Ugh, not even interested. Driving? Okayish, besides multiple speeding tickets (a decade ago) and […]

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Brock Turner

How Brock Turners Come to Be

I grew up in a middle class family and both of my parents worked full-time, but I went to nice private Catholic schools. This meant “regular” suburban kids like me were mixed in with say, the kids of former Bears players. Tradition was big. As were, of course, sports. Get good grades, look nice, say […]

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Read a F*cking Book

Ten years ago, my friend Nate got us a seasonal job handing out mints for a well-known gum company in Chicago. It paid $14 an hour, which was huge for a couple of lazy theater majors in 2006. Our task was simple: show up at a Chicago landmark at the scheduled time, receive your mints from the […]

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Adele: Our Universal BFF

My bed was made up of a thin mattress that sat atop another thin mattress, which sat atop multiple mattress pads. It was concave at its center, and I sunk neatly into it. My iPod had died a few months before I’d left for Costa Rica, and rather than expend the effort towards getting it […]

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Meant2B

One night, when I was 13 years old, I wished upon a falling star that Joe Vanderhoof and I would fall in love and get married. Joe Vanderhoof was a family friend of ours, three years my senior. We grew up together and then one day he morphed into a hot teen and I fell in […]

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Turbulence

A few weeks ago, I flew back to Seattle after a weekend in Chicago. It was my second trip home this year and I am set to make two more before the year ends. Three out of four of these trips have been/will be for the sole purpose of seeing my new baby nephew. I look […]

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Telling Stories (For Mom)

When I was a little kid, I visualized my parents’ childhoods in black and white. Trees were not green, Dad’s hair was not red. Things were black, white and gray, just like the pictures I had seen. To a five year-old, it made perfect sense.”When you were little, it was black and white!”, I insisted. […]

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